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TltCE TWELVE rETTFOTO 'Sf ATTj TRTBTTST!. fETDFOTtt), OTTEnoy. "gryi)5T; .TTTNT: 0. "1Q37" By GLUYAS WILLIAMS LITTLE BROTHER STRANGE AS IT SEEMS By JOHN HIX Tor further proof tddrew the author, locloetnf s gUmptd enrelop for replr. Ref . V. 8. Fit OS. OCI tJO D10f7I7 oi .kyr6Ji. 'i He myiteriout ifiootiny to death 0 Jud Blin hop, my old lame, open our stormy weekend at Farrington Bluff t home cf MichaeV$ aunts. Alter a series of strange attacks, we find the body of Michael's mad father below the bluff. Aunt Afartha is shot in the shoulder and then nearly drugged to death with jleepinp powders. The Skipper. Mike's tall, tweedy younger aunt, disappears. Cook gets "doped to the gills," and we find proof that William the chauffeur U an ex convlct. Mike and Cay Palmer., hit fiancee, are with Aunt Martha when I go searching alone and fall noisily in the Skipper's room. Chapter 39 . The Letters Vanish IN the darkncbs i struggled to my knees, llstentr.g to rapid feet com ing through the bathroom from - 1 Farrineton's room. I was discovered, but I didn't care. Rocking back and forth on my knees. 1 waited for the tight to come through that door and disclose the budy of Cook. I almost thought that I could see It In front of me without the light. . . The dooi came open with a bang, Michael stood on the threshold, a heavy silver box raised in his hand as a weapon. At the sight of me, his mouth dropped open. Slowly, fas cinated. J swung my eyes down in the path of light streaming through the bathroom door. They encountered an ordinary rag rug, one end of which had been kicked up In the air in all probability by m own foot. The other end was held nrmly to the noor ny a leg of the Skipper's bed. Of bodies- or traces of them there was not a sign. , "What are you doing now?" said Michael blankly. 1 was becoming aware of 1 banged elbow and a baikcd shin, and 1 was also conscious of the picture 1 cut there on my hands and knees. "Playing potsy!" 1 said. "Any sug gestions?" He stepped over to a stand and switched on a light. - "Are you hurt?" ho inquired with eut too much interest. I got clumsily to my feet. "I'll barely live." Michael surveyed me thoughtfully. "Suppose wo go into the other room?" he said. 1 went. The indignity of my position momentarily seemed more important1 to me than the mysterious disappear ance of Cook. M. Farrington was sit ting In a chair, clad in one of her eternal lavender wrappers, sharp eyes, on my face. Gay sprawled on the bed, cocked up on one elbow, her attitude1 thoroughly alert. 1 addressed myself to Gay, the. least disconcerting of my s u d I e n e e. "Where's Annie?" 1 said. But M. Farrington was not to be Ignored. "Annie," she declaimed, "is still looking for the glasses which are over there on the dressing table. Would you mind telling us what you were doing?" "Someone got to William's room be fore 1 did," I said, not pausing to ask whether or not they had told her the whole story. But M, Farrington had been missing no tricks. "How do you know7 Were the let ters gone? The letters! "No," I said quickly, "Mike has them, haven't you, Mike?" Michael's hands flew to his pockets and on through his vest and trouser pockets. "Gay has them," he said. . Three pairs of eyes swung to Gay's face. It was blank. "But I haven't. You have them your self, Mike, You took them from Jlm- inie." There was silence. "Michael" a a 1 d M. Farrington crisply, "search the hall. You may have dropped them in your excite ment." It was s forlorn hope, but It was the only one. Mike went on the gallop. M. Farrington took command of the situation. A Little Eavesdropping TOW, Jmei, you have not ex- 1 y plained what you were doing In Barbara's room. Don't look so vague." I tried to do as I was told. As calmly s I could, I told her what I had dls- covered. Gay gasped once and, when I came to the episode of the rug, gig gled nervously. But M. Farrington's gimlet eyes never left my face. "Why didn't you go down to the kitchen?" she snapped before I had drawn a breath on my last period. "I couldn't hear her, You can always hear Cook, and" "Humph!" said M. Farrington cryp tically just as Mike came through the door. His face told the story long before his tongue could. "Didn't find a thing." "1 guess it's time we looked at that kitchen." I said. M. Farrington's smile was sardonic. "Are you quite sure. James?" I was. The smaller corridor was still in Semi-darkness. I listened outside ofj I J gglns' door for the taint sound of Ibis breathing. Cook's door was still I closed, but I was taking no chances. I pushed It open end satisfied myself that she had not returned to her room. Then, feeling my way carefully, 1 started down the back stairs. The mumble of voices was lower and more indistinct. I could no longer distinguish one from the other, let alone any of the words. Slowly I crept down until the turn of the landing brought me within full view of the kitchen, where 1 halted, open mouthed. William stood at the end of the kitchen table, leaning over talking ex citedly to Annie, who ws sitting be side him. Beyond them in s capacious rocking chair, her eyes glittering and her large hands clenched tightly In her lap, sat Cook. She was not talk ing, but she was listening spellbound to the other two. "Is it proof enough?" I was obliged to exert every ounce of balance I could command to avoid falling over the banisters in my eagerness to hear Annie's whisper. "If we was to fall through with this, he could make it awful hot for us. There ain't many Jobs, Bill. You'd oughta know that." William brought his fist down on the table expressively but without sound, 'The guys like us Is the ones that'll get blamed. It took me three years to learn that And here's another thing. We got enough evidence on Higglns to send him to the chair to morrow!" 'You're In A Tight Spot' AT this moment 1 leaned too heavily upon the railing. It wasn't s very loud squeak, but William spun around. I tried to flatten myself against the wall, but I had been discovered. I stuck my hands into my pocket, and ambled down the stairs. "What I'd like to know, William," 1 said, "is what you just said. Some thing about evidence against Higgins, wasn't it?" With a ridiculous pretense of calm, I seated myself on the table, my back to the massive figure of Cook. "If you'll take my tip, William, you'll get the whole story off your chest. What do you know about Higgins?" He was gripping the table as If he meant to smash it to pieces. "What makes you think I know any thing?" ' v . .. .. "You do." 1 strove to keep my voice level. "You're full of surprises. What, for example, do you know about Hig gins that would send him to the chair?" I pitied the fellow. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was drawn. "You can't prove I said nothing You can't -prove nothing. I ain't going to talk." I took a long shot in the dark. "As s matter of fact, William," t said, "1 can prove several -Interesting things about you. And it so happens that my evidence Is very fine evidence indeed. And it won't do you any good to dis pose of me in order to get hold of It." -00k, I really believe, would have throttled me at that point. If William's arnvhadnot .wit" htfr hurtling back Into her. chair. He drew a long brrnth. "All right," he aid faintly. "What are ybu going to do7", I shoved a chair at him with my foot. "Sit down." I said, "and tell roe about It. It's all bound to come out anyway." He sat heavily. Annie was beginning to cry. "I been three years in the pen." His voice was slow and dazed. "I was driv ing for the Bttnshops and a ring was pinched. They pinned it on me. The old man felt sorry for me and got me a Job here with Miss Barbara. I ain't done a thing but it's gonna look bad.'' He was mumbling as if in his sleep, and his voice was weary, hopeless and sick. "Did anyone but Miss Barbara know about this anyone In the house. I mean?" He shook his head,drearlly. "Miss Judith knew." Jude! It was going to took bad! And yet, if the Skipper had known all about his record, he would have had no reason for I leaned toward him. "You know better than I do that you're in a tight spot. Your only way out Is to find the guilty man." Cook s roar this time brought me to my feet. "Damn you!" she bellowed. "Damn you for s lying devilj Leave him alonel" . . "Suppose you finish the story, Wil liam." I said. His blazing jyes snapped from Cook's face to mine. For an instant J thought I would be obliged to fight my way out, but only for an instant. Wll Ham's eyes fell and he sank back Into his chair. "All right, then." his words were barely audible. "Cook knew It and my wife." An entirely new train of though! was popping Into my head. "By that you mean Ann.e?" "Yes," The silence In the kitchen was un broken. Annie had ceased to sniffle I was doing some rapid thinking. fC0p.vH.9M. 1M7, Kathtr Tyltr) 1 ret William to Ulk about Hturlns, ! tomorrow. EDI! NEW YORK. June API Mi it divlftoni of trade succeeded In sur - mounting Increasing handicaps to pros rr fi s this week, Dun t Brsdatreet laid today In the weekly revlrw of business. "Accumulated summer require ments, spurred by warmer wenther, Imparted a flutter momentum to re tall trade." the agency Mid. "The troeder flow of re-orders U wholeMil era for urn sons I goodA revealed the citiMoiis pollry merciinnta have fol lowed In building inventories, An en. tension of the strike map reunited In temporary unsetl!ement of produc tion schedules, but indtwtrlea cutMde the affected rones maintained previ ous operating rates." The astency estimated retail output for the country a whole at from J to A percent above the preceding veek and 12 to 30 percent better thau year ago. Individual gains In the major areas were: New England 10 to 16 percent: east 18 to 33; mld-wewt 10 to 30: northwest IS to 31: south Ifl to 3S; southwest 13 to 22. and racltic coaat 10 to 18. EMPLOYERS HELD NOT ACTING RIGHT NKW YORK, June 10. (API stenator Robert r. Warner, (D-N Y ) author of the national labor relation act declared today refusal of em ployer to sign collective 'argaUilng MtreemenU may be a violation of the taw through "bud faith.' "AnM-unlon emtlver have ton$ refused to enter Into written con tracts with unions as token of tnetr damant determination not to accord 10 the properly selected represents 'Ivea of their workers the Mine Ut(t mty and Manding which they accord 10 others with whom they do bust pe." Senator Wagner asserted that "this practice must be crushed before we can have industrial peace." r r .1 11 r 1fte cteUe oh r w?ip6- cwtwnctm emu Tobacco k Contwhs More CiTRICMCIQ . iHPN IT A ttte wen mv&b Kkp oveR.ioortooi i em . :sr m i i TiTTMi nil 1 1 isr 1 -ffrtati v i mmffrJswKm me. rinb Tonight," tw. nf-fot eesc known fbENYs in ON m 9lhl& Vi RN$WICK- 4 - Srlmnlplrls' .Master piece "England's fiuu woa slowly sotting o'er the hill tops far away, ' Filling all the land with beauty At the cIopc of one sad day; And Its last raya kissed the fore hem d of i man and maiden fair, He with steps so alow and weary, she wit!, sunny, floating hair; He with bowed : head, t sad and thoughtful; flhe. with llpsoll cold and white, Struggled to keep back the murmur: Curfew must not ring tonight!' " A girl of 10 added the quotha after tonight" on her writing elate and 3taried off on the tweond stanza, of x poem tbnl, whs to become one of the most popular dramatic pieces In the English language. It was "The Cur tew Bell," better known today ns "Curfew Must Not Ring Tonight.',' Itrf young composer was Rose Hart wick, a high school student of Litch field. Michigan. Written In April, 1867, the poem was forgotten for a while, then picked up several years later and published In a Detroit newapaper. An overnight sensation. It was ro-publlshed thruout America, went, to England, was tranfir loted Into various foreign languages, and eventually became International ly recognized as a classic. Married to Edmund Thorpe( a wrii er. In 187I, Rose Hartwlck ' Thorpe struggled along In poverty for several years before her later literary efforts btought In a stable Income She did not make a cent on the poem which mode her famous. "The Curfew Bell." Tobacco vs. (inipefrult The amount of citric acid In tobac co varies from about two percent to I've percent of the dry weight of tobacco, according to W. W. Oarner. cl the U. S. Department of Agricul ture. Citric acid content of grape fruit seldom tops one percent. So far as Is known, no method has been developed for practical or commercial extraction of clt.ric acid from tobacco. "Annie Lisle" Amoug the colleges and universities using the tune of "Annie Lisle." as alma mater songs are: Lehigh, Syra cuse, ' Chattanooga. Missouri, North Carolina (in "Hark the Sound of rnrhee.1 Voices"), and Cornell (in "Far Above Cayuga's Waters"). Monday: The Phirh-lllttlng Pitcher. Prejudice Chargfd Kt.AM.ATlf PALLS. .Ilinc 10. (AP) An affidavit of prejudice against Circuit Judge Edward B. Ashurst waa 'lied today by attorneys for J. E. Wlndle, Portland broker. First Church Hell NEW HERO. June 10. AP)A PWA Historical record shows tlif l oll placed In the church in the St. Paul mission, now tho site: of the town of St. Paul, la the first church bell to be brought to Oregon and me of the first In the west. .laps Attack Bandits , TOKYO, June 19. (AP) The Dome! (Japanese) news agency ie ported todoy Japanese had attacked 200 Chinese bandits near HarbJn, Mancl.oukuo. killing P0 and seizing many rifles in an eight-hour battle. SALEM, June 19. ( AP) Governor Martin revoked today the conditional "ardon granted three years ago to Joe Sherman, convicted In Baker county Tor assault nnd robbery ind sen ti'ncod to 10 years In prison. 11 f BV REST OF OLDER B6Y5 CALLS HE WANf5"fo 60, AMP 6friER BOWS AWV SIGHT 1b KEEPHlM f fftMC Awn en nu- -fAfil rut) uc Vi rtO AweuCPC Kir TfcOM ftftlrtfi. AWD T6L- IK& UV$ AL0N6 BEHIND Kl A ul&CREtl DISiHNCc REALIZES "fHEV ARE f AH'f SAHD "frtE PACE NOONEPAVS ANV ftf- it)M& AND IftUD&ES WALK1W6 PRE-ftVfASf, AND A 1'rlEY' (SET-EARNER TENTiOH. SfRUfi&iES 1b WEAPILV HOME, WISHlUfJ MnV IjNtflKo IvfTO n AND TAKIHfcR AHtHD, KEEP BACK 'IEAR5 A6 Ht'D HUFRY AW 6R0W fROt.'fO KEEP UP CALLS) PLEASE TO WAlf friEV Tfl$S OU0f UP -TOR HIM, PLEASE SIGHT" (Copyright, 1887, by Th Bn BynrUcata, Inc.) 6UWA6 K'LUKrfk S 'MATTER POF By 0. M. 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